Wednesday, June 28, 2006


Good in the Garden

These are good spiders; they eat grasshoppers, among other things. And they are spectacular.

Winter approaches.
You will die soon, orb weaver.
The curtain will fall on
The high drama of your
Gold and black lightning,
Striker of intruders into your web.
Behind the scenes, your legacy,
Hanging in your carefully woven silk purse,
Awaits the warming winds of summer.
Your body will be consumed by others,
Others whose children may nourish your children.
The circle remains closed.

Here in Tahlequah, we are making real progress. We not only have a WalMart and a Lowe's, but also we now have a Chili's and there are rumors that we'll get a Starbuck's, although those rumors appear to be false. We have an active pro-health group here, balanced by our major problems with obesity and diabetes, along with a high incidence of smoking. Our two best book stores just closed--seems no one reads anymore, just surf the internet. Some trouble maker suggested the other day that something must be amiss in a community that will not support a bookstore and gets happily excited over Chili's and Starbuck's.

What do you think?

In spite of all, however, we are fortunate to have a more than respectable number of accomplished and recognized artists and writers here.

remind me again
of my place in the world...
my old cat purrs

We shape clay into a pot,
but it is the emptiness inside
that holds whatever we want.
--Tao te Ching

Picture a massless particle.
--A koan of modern physics.

You say my poems are poetry?
They are not.
Yet if you understand they are not--
Then you see the poetry of them.

Read Arthur C. Clarke's Rendezvous with Rama.


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